Twin Trap: I Played the Billionaire Twin Heirs

She walked down the aisle anyway. Not because she still believed in the lie, but because they threatened the lives inside her if she did not. Caspian stood at the altar, looked her in the eye, and said I do not. Silas mocked her. Someone poured wine down the front of her wedding dress and told her she looked better stained red. She fled through the back of the venue, climbed into a van, and drove until the road ended at the water. Caspian cornered her. She looked at the river, whispered an apology to her unborn children, and drove off the edge. Lucian's men pulled her from the water, but the twins were gone. Elena Miller died in that river. The world believed it. The Blackwoods cleaned it up and called it an accident. Months later, a woman named Eve Laurent appeared at a Paris perfume auction. She moved differently. Spoke differently. Her face had changed, her voice had hardened, and the scent she brought with her was called Drowned. The Blackwood brothers received the samples. Silas was drawn to the auction. Caspian was there too. The name unsettled them both. Eve stood there, calm and untouchable. Silas walked toward her, reached out. Eve said, Don't touch me. Silas froze—not because she raised her voice, but because she said it like she knew him. Caspian stood nearby, frowning. The predator had just become the prey, and Eve was only getting started.